Every Girl Has Had The Experience Where A Creepy Guy Asks For Our Number And We Don’t Want To Give

Sorry but the “its” is correct actually. “It’s” stands for it is, “its” is possessive

do not fix your dark circles let the world know youre tired of its shit and ready to kill a man

why did i just open up tumblr to a bunch of rat memes?

Welcome to my shop, can I get ya anything?

Schrödinger didn't have a cat, he was the cat

you want to help stop tumblr from murdering itself? here's how!

click this link and go to the support page, then click "contact support"

click on the category list and click on feedback

now you need to tell staff WHY putting in an algorithm will cause the site to fucking die, and be sure to be detailed and not a dick in it. theyre not gonna listen to feedback calling them assholes

viola, if @staff listens, we'll be fine

i encourage you to reblog this so we can get as many people leaving feedback as humanly possible. we need to let staff know this is an utterly terrible idea

People suck, alright. It's true, and the world sucks because of people and history. I hate the society we live in so often. But I worked at a summer camp where one kid knew I was always tired so he'd make other kids back off when they were being too much, I had a coworker who made me smile because of how he laughed at my jokes, I had a stranger compliment my glasses and tell me that it matched the energy I gave off from our short interaction, a guy at dutch bros gave me a free drink just because I had a conversation with him and was only there to get a drink for my friend. Life isn't so bad, people are not so bad. We all want to live and enjoy the time we have in our impossible existence, and for the most part, we want that for others too. I wish I could say how much I love and appreciate the kindness of people who barely know each other, but I don't know if I could ever say enough

My family is no longer allowed to play Wii bowling.

What started off as a small lie, but snowballed into “this is my life now”?

My freshman year of college I was walking around campus when a very friendly looking girl waved at me. I’m awkward, so of course I waved back. The next week, the same thing.

This began the weirdest saga of my life.

For the next two years, we greeted each other as old friends every time we came across the other. She knew my name (somehow?), I never could figure hers out and it was WAY too late to ask. I just pretended I knew who she was and why she knew me.

Finally, I joined the honors program and entered my classes for my thesis. Who should be in this class but mystery girl! I was horrified. I wouldn’t be able to pass it off anymore.

First day of class we are all sitting there chatting and she greets me by name, again. I had finally learned her name from attendance, thank God. Someone asks, finally, “oh, so do you two know each other? Where’d you meet?”

Silence.

I stare at her. She stares at me. Finally she breaks down wailing. “I don’t know! I don’t know, okay, we’ve just been waving at each other for two years and it was too late to ask!”

Shes standing in my wedding next spring as one of my bridesmaids and very best friends.

As someone who used to live in NM, this warms my heart

Papa DO Preach

You mean the leftovers from 1990s fashion?

do you ever just wonder about early 2000s fashion